Friday, November 30, 2012

I will find my way to Barcelona...

       

Out of all the places my feet can walk through, or my ears can be filled with the daily sounds or nose smelling lovely aromas, I wish it could be in the big beautiful city of Barcelona, Spain. Ever since I was a little girl I have dreamt of going to Spain (and all my family can agree that this is fact). I even have a piggy bank, named Chochina, saving up for my trip I will take one day. So, if the opportunity came for me to live anywhere I wanted to I would have to choose Barcelona for sure! I do not think I would want to live there all of my life, but it would definitely be a good chunk of it there. To me, Spain just seems simply irresistible so, I will just have to check it out for myself one day.

            My favorite types of locations to be at are beaches. My favorite types of cities to see are kinds that look old fashion/historic yet, still well polished up. My nationality and culture (which I love dearly) is Hispanic. So, I think this put together pretty much tells me Barcelona, Spain is absolutely perfect for me. The beauty of this city is simply breath taking, and it would be such a dream come true to wake up to it every day. I would not want to live there only for the beauty, fun lively activities both days and nights, sites to see, romantic and relaxing getaways, and conveniently close beaches but also, the ability to become one with another culture! I can just imagine me becoming more fluent in Spanish, learning their dance styles and me teaching them mine, and participating in their traditions. It would all be so unique; it would all be so amazing. I just cannot wait for the day to come, for I know one day soon enough it will. I will be walking along the beach side, thinking of what a dream it is to me. Maybe then I will be escorted by a lovely male and be able to look into his eyes, thinking of how perfect it all turned out, or even if it is just me, I will enjoy every single moment of it I tell you. Because, every single moment I walk down that shore line I will think of memories such as these, me dreaming.

Dreams come in many forms: big to small, in the day or night, metaphorically or literally... but every dream has a breaking point. That happens at the time the dream comes true, and one day mine will just tear at the seams. I will find my way to Barcelona... <3

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

The Pursuit of Happiness

 
 
 
 
          "The pursuit of happiness" project was a very special one personally to me. I can say it definitely opened my eyes to many things I did not realize before. When I explained to the people that participated in my video what the question was I could tell they thought about it a lot, and gave an answer straight from the heart. I think it is a truely beautiful experience hearing what wonderful activites everyone would do to help our society and the others all other the world. I do not think that people should let money be in the way of doing those wonderful things that they would love to do. If everyone would just be so kind to care about everyone this world would be so much more of a better place, and I would hope one day I can be on this earth to experience such pleasure throughout us all. People love to be blessed, so why not bless others first without expecting to be rewarded in return. The reward in the heart is so much greater than any object, or possesion can bring you.
 
 

Saturday, November 10, 2012

More than just words...


         Being asked a question such as, "What is your favorite book?" does not appeal to me one bit. Sorry to say that to all the parents, teachers, and book lovers out there but books are just not something that catches my fancy ... or even remotely tickles it. My first reaction to being told to read a book is "Ugh!!" or "Come on! You act like we are in school or something?! Oh, that is right..." it may be sad I know, trust me, I have heard the lectures all my life. I do not understand why I do not enjoy reading because I love to write blogs, stories, open idea writing assignments, and journals (diary's) but it is when it comes to words pre-printed on pieces of paper that I am so unappealed to. I have tried to enjoy them, and at least tried not to mind them too much when I am forced to read them. Every time I find myself drifting off with-in the 1st page or paragraph though, thinking of what I would write if it was my story, or having the little movies in my mind of all types of wild thoughts. Other times I really do just unknowingly drift off into a great world of nothingness, which is never frustrating for me because I do not know what is going on around me even when I try my hardest to focus. I can say that through the years growing up I have found 1 book to read that no one has to force me into (so I really do not consider it a book because it is so much better than one). The name of this lovely item that has literally shifted and switched my views and character for the best is called The Bible.
          This book full of true stories, fables, and teachings has been written 100s to 1000s of years ago by more authors then I can name of the top of my head! But, if there is one thing I know for sure it is that it was all inspired my 1 man. He carry's the Mighty name of God, and is the greatest author of all time. The reason He and his writings are so dear to me (besides the fact that he created, shaped, saved, revived, forgave, poured into light & pour, plus life into me) is the fact that He makes the words on the paper so much more than grammar and climaxes. Instead it is stories on top of stories created to inspire, transform, and guide all throughout the best, biggest, and toughest times in life. Being able to learn new beautiful sides of Him every time one digs inside the word is truly breath taking, and is beyond comparison to any other story one can tell. The Bible is so very precious to me because it is just one more connection I have to God, the one man I can never get enough of. I enjoy so much to learn more and more who the man that has created all I know is. A man to love me on my worst and best days, even when I did not know or love Him. The Bible teaches such great lessons, even on my worst days I can look into the Word and find myself reminded of all the wonderful things there is to smile about instead of crying on the 1 thing that has let me down. I remember that though my mind may not be able to comprehend everything going on around me that I can still lay down my worries at the cross, look to the Lord, and know I will be okay, that it is in good hands. 
          The Bible is a complex work of art, made by the most complex work of art out there; it is more than just words... scribbles on paper. Instead, it is life breathed in by the ones opening it up, ready to have the faith to take the journey inside of it.